<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:18:33.276+02:00</updated><category term='Favole'/><category term='bambini'/><category term='Rodari'/><category term='libri'/><category term='vita a Parigi'/><category term='idées reçues'/><category term='Scorci parigini'/><category term='ricordi di pancia'/><category term='Isabelle Filliozat'/><category term='Paris-bébé'/><category term='Piccoletti a Parigi'/><category term='portare'/><category term='Italia gnamme'/><category term='stereotipi'/><category term='ristoranti a Parigi'/><category term='piezz e core'/><category term='Foto'/><category term='Versailles'/><category term='vie en rose'/><category term='passeggino'/><category term='Tour Eiffel'/><category term='cucina francese'/><title type='text'>LA VIE EN ROSE</title><subtitle type='html'>scorci di quotidianità parigina...con una duenne al seguito</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-3902628545566126078</id><published>2008-02-26T10:13:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T20:01:46.345+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bambini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portare'/><title type='text'>Portare i piccoli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R8Pcf57pomI/AAAAAAAAAE8/UmbDPcX2a34/s1600-h/foto+libro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171219237836530274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R8Pcf57pomI/AAAAAAAAAE8/UmbDPcX2a34/s320/foto+libro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leggo adesso su &lt;a href="http://www.portareipiccoli.it/home.html"&gt;Portare i piccoli &lt;/a&gt;che il Leone Verde ha pubblicato il &lt;a href="http://www.bambinonaturale.it/scheda.asp?idtitolo=366"&gt;libro&lt;/a&gt; di Esther Weber: finalmente esce anche in lingua italiana un libro dedicato ai benefici (e alla comodità!) del portare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo mi ricorda anche della mia &lt;a href="http://www.koalattitude.blogspot.com/"&gt;Koala Attitude&lt;/a&gt; lasciata in sospeso ormai da mesi, ma che continua a frullarmi per la testa...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Allez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, prendo la palla al balzo e mi impegno ad aggiornarla con più regolarità!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-3902628545566126078?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3902628545566126078/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=3902628545566126078' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/3902628545566126078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/3902628545566126078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/02/portare-i-piccoli.html' title='Portare i piccoli'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R8Pcf57pomI/AAAAAAAAAE8/UmbDPcX2a34/s72-c/foto+libro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-2606402665716163872</id><published>2008-02-25T14:52:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T15:50:50.534+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ricordi di pancia'/><title type='text'>Il treno di frontiera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R8LMT57polI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_sjfMjtvLEw/s1600-h/rodari_figlia.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170919964515344978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R8LMT57polI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_sjfMjtvLEw/s320/rodari_figlia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; La frontiera voglio passare,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;di là dai monti voglio andare,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dove i francesi per dire sì&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dicono "oui!".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando sarò al di là dal confine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;troverò bambini e bambine:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tutte le lingue parleranno,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;il russo, il tedesco, il turcomanno,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;diranno, "Buongiorno" - io non capirò - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e "Buonasera" risponderò.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma poi rideremo insieme felici&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e per sempre saremo amici. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Quando ero incinta e non riuscivo a convincere M. (fututo papà) a parlare con la pancia, mi è venuta l'idea di regalargli &lt;em&gt;Favole al telefono&lt;/em&gt; di &lt;a href="http://www.giannirodari.it/index.html"&gt;Gianni Rodari &lt;/a&gt;e di instaurare un rito: una favola a sera a voce alta in direzione della pancia. E così è stato per il resto della gravidanza. Quando A. è nata e l'infermiera l'ha portata via, la piccolina strillava come un'aquila, ma pare che come abbia sentito la voce del papà si sia immediatamente tranquillizzata, tanto da suscitare un commento ammirato da parte dell'infermiera: "Ma la bimba l'ha riconosciuta!" e un conseguente gongolamento di M.&lt;br /&gt;Devo ricordarmi più spesso di avere questo asso nella manica, quando la sera tiriamo a sorte per chi debba leggere le 45 storie della "buona notte", storie che peraltro non sortiscono l'effetto che ci si aspetterebbe da loro dal momento che A. continua a rimanere sveglia e saltellante...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-2606402665716163872?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/2606402665716163872/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=2606402665716163872' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/2606402665716163872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/2606402665716163872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/02/il-treno-di-frontiera.html' title='Il treno di frontiera'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R8LMT57polI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_sjfMjtvLEw/s72-c/rodari_figlia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-3498951383221090575</id><published>2008-02-22T11:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T12:10:32.131+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piccoletti a Parigi'/><title type='text'>Piccoletti al cinema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R76siZ7pojI/AAAAAAAAAEk/avmh-WULsqA/s1600-h/Komaneko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169759129344516658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R76siZ7pojI/AAAAAAAAAEk/avmh-WULsqA/s320/Komaneko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Questo week-end ci aspetta una nuova esperienza: la prima volta di Puffola al cinema!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Domani comincia infatti &lt;a href="http://www.forumdesimages.fr/fr/cycle.php?ccl_id=324"&gt;Tout-petits Cinéma&lt;/a&gt;, un festival di 5 giorni dedicato ai bimbi fra i 18 mesi e i 4 anni e in programma non ci sono solo cartoni animati, ma anche concerti, fiabe e diversi laboratori. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando è stata a teatro a vedere le marionette si è divertita moltissimo, credo che il problema maggiore quindi sarà portarla via una volta finito lo spettacolo! Spero solo ci sia ancora posto, perché pare che l'annoscorso sia stato un super successo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-3498951383221090575?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3498951383221090575/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=3498951383221090575' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/3498951383221090575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/3498951383221090575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/02/piccoletti-al-cinema.html' title='Piccoletti al cinema'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R76siZ7pojI/AAAAAAAAAEk/avmh-WULsqA/s72-c/Komaneko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-3301784675798614238</id><published>2008-02-18T15:11:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T15:43:07.933+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorci parigini'/><title type='text'>Da qualche parte nel Marais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R7mZF57pohI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4avWELWo57w/s1600-h/CIMG1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168330374113763858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R7mZF57pohI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4avWELWo57w/s400/CIMG1344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R7mYhp7pogI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JSCW2EI3PRQ/s1600-h/CIMG1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168329751343505922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R7mYhp7pogI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JSCW2EI3PRQ/s400/CIMG1363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-3301784675798614238?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3301784675798614238/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=3301784675798614238' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/3301784675798614238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/3301784675798614238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/02/per-le-strade-di-parigi.html' title='Da qualche parte nel Marais'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R7mZF57pohI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4avWELWo57w/s72-c/CIMG1344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-5645365618561328329</id><published>2008-02-14T18:02:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T18:36:52.761+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italia gnamme'/><title type='text'>Italia si, Italia no, Italia gnamme</title><content type='html'>Sono ormai più di cinque anni che viviamo all'estero. Siamo tornati in Italia per le vacanze, per vedere famiglia e amici, siamo tornati per qualche mese "fra un espatrio e l'altro", abbiamo fatto un figlio e siamo ripartiti. Adesso abbiamo voglia di fermarci. Di tornare o di restare, ma comunque di fermarci. A volte siamo più propensi per il ritorno, perché A. possa godersi nonni, zii, e cuginetti, ma poi...&lt;a href="http://www.repubblica.it/2008/02/sezioni/cronaca/napoli-aborto/parla-donna/parla-donna.html"&gt;Polizia in ospedale &lt;/a&gt;a interrogare e intimidire, Ferrara e Binetti a blaterare a destra e sinistra, e poi i Mastella e i Cuffaro vari, e la &lt;a href="http://www.feltrinellieditore.it/SchedaLibro?id_volume=5000924"&gt;Lipperini&lt;/a&gt; che ha ragione e l'&lt;a href="http://ecomamma.blog.kataweb.it/ecomamma/2008/01/16/padri-e-lavoro-litalia-vorrebbe-ma-no/"&gt;Ecomamma&lt;/a&gt; che non ha torto...e mi chiedo: ma siamo sicuri di voler tornare? Non è che, per stare di più con la nostra famiglia, magari potremmo far saltare fuori una stanza per gli ospiti??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-5645365618561328329?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/5645365618561328329/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=5645365618561328329' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/5645365618561328329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/5645365618561328329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/02/italia-si-italia-no-italia-gnamme.html' title='Italia si, Italia no, Italia gnamme'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-2234708698768983878</id><published>2008-02-12T21:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:26:54.571+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piezz e core'/><title type='text'>Ogni scarrafone...</title><content type='html'>Nell'ultimo mese A., 26 mesi, ci strabilia per la qualità delle sue creazioni artistiche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R7IIlp7podI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BKJORDJcYDA/s1600-h/Aurora+disegna+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166201165551608274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R7IIlp7podI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BKJORDJcYDA/s320/Aurora+disegna+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Non si nota forse una certa atmosfera melanconica, accentuata dal tratto discendente, e una spiccata tendenza al &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Puntinismo"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pointillisme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-2234708698768983878?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/2234708698768983878/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=2234708698768983878' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/2234708698768983878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/2234708698768983878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/02/ogni-scarrafone.html' title='Ogni scarrafone...'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R7IIlp7podI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BKJORDJcYDA/s72-c/Aurora+disegna+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-1481629277969673019</id><published>2008-02-12T18:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:25:03.124+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorci parigini'/><title type='text'>Belleville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R7HY6J7pocI/AAAAAAAAADs/gQjrLE4tejg/s1600-h/CIMG1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166148741180793282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R7HY6J7pocI/AAAAAAAAADs/gQjrLE4tejg/s320/CIMG1262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-1481629277969673019?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/1481629277969673019/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=1481629277969673019' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/1481629277969673019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/1481629277969673019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/02/belleville.html' title='Belleville'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R7HY6J7pocI/AAAAAAAAADs/gQjrLE4tejg/s72-c/CIMG1262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-4157312329107907654</id><published>2008-02-05T10:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T15:31:52.191+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bambini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabelle Filliozat'/><title type='text'>I genitori perfetti non esistono</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;" &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un bambino non ha bisogno di genitori perfetti. Ha bisogno di genitori sufficientemente capaci, di genitori che cerchino di fare del loro meglio per occuparsi di lui, che lo proteggano e lo nutrano, che evitino di ferirlo e di frustrarlo in maniera eccessiva, ma che sappiano di poter incorrere nell'errore e si dimostrino pronti ad ammetterlo. Un bambino non vuole avere di fronte a lui &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;un ruolo&lt;/span&gt;, ma &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;una persona vera&lt;/span&gt; con le sue emozioni e i suoi bisogni, i suoi pensieri e i suoi valori le sue capacità e i suoi limiti.&lt;/em&gt; " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isabelle Filliozat, Il n'y a pas de parent parfait, JC Lattès&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-4157312329107907654?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/4157312329107907654/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=4157312329107907654' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/4157312329107907654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/4157312329107907654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-genitori-perfetti-non-esistono.html' title='I genitori perfetti non esistono'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-1183596496770958826</id><published>2008-02-04T18:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:09:13.372+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris-bébé'/><title type='text'>Il caffé del passeggino</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In uno dei miei precedenti (e radi) post ho accennato alla difficoltà di girare a Parigi con un passeggino, soprattutto a causa di negozianti e ristoratori non proprio sorridenti davanti a clienti con bambini più o meno piccoli e più o meno esuberanti. Beh, da qualche mese c'è un café che accoglie a braccia aperte mamme, papà, bambini...e relativi passeggini! Si chiama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lepoussettecafe.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Le poussette café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; e si trova nel nono arrondissement, proprio di fronte ad una piazzetta con un'area giochi molto carina. Il locale è accogliente e pensato espressamente perché grandi e piccini siano a loro agio: è dotato di garage per passeggini e carrozzine, di bagni ampi con fasciatoio, "gabinettino" e pannolini da acquistare singolarmente (in caso di dimenticanze...o imprevisti!), di seggioloni, bavaglini e, ciliegina sulla torta, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;angolo gioco per i bambini&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco, io e &lt;em&gt;famigghia&lt;/em&gt; ci siamo stati una volta sola, ma riuscite a immaginare la gioia di &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gustarsi&lt;/span&gt; una cioccolata calda, senza l'incubo di tenere a bada un paio di manine ladre e del tutto ignare di una qualsivoglia nozione di pericolo? Noi due a sorseggiare teneramente &lt;em&gt;en amoureux &lt;/em&gt;e la duenne a divertirsi con le costruzioni. Non aggiungo altro.&lt;br /&gt;Anzi, ancora una chicca: ogni settimana vengono organizzati corsi e incontri vari, dal corso per usare la fascia, all'incontro con professionisti della prima infanzia, ai laboratori di disegno tenuti dall'illustratrice di libri per l'infanzia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anneloreparot.com/thumb.php?ldvdateid=7"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Annelore Parot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-1183596496770958826?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/1183596496770958826/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=1183596496770958826' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/1183596496770958826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/1183596496770958826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/02/il-caff-del-passeggino.html' title='Il caffé del passeggino'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-2387209527664759569</id><published>2008-01-17T16:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:25:10.444+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versailles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorci parigini'/><title type='text'>Versailles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R495X6K72mI/AAAAAAAAADI/FqQMEDGbD1Y/s1600-h/parigi+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156473550021581410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R495X6K72mI/AAAAAAAAADI/FqQMEDGbD1Y/s320/parigi+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-2387209527664759569?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/2387209527664759569/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=2387209527664759569' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/2387209527664759569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/2387209527664759569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/01/versailles.html' title='Versailles'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R495X6K72mI/AAAAAAAAADI/FqQMEDGbD1Y/s72-c/parigi+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-7766082414353767758</id><published>2008-01-16T16:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T18:30:52.783+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vita a Parigi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vie en rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passeggino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idées reçues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stereotipi'/><title type='text'>Stereotipi e vie en rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R44-saK72lI/AAAAAAAAADA/IN5UYGEkO7Y/s1600-h/passeggino3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156127556046150226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R44-saK72lI/AAAAAAAAADA/IN5UYGEkO7Y/s200/passeggino3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Una &lt;a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Id%C3%A9e_re%C3%A7ue"&gt;&lt;em&gt;idée reçue&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;italiana vuole che i francesi, in generale, e i parigini, in particolare, siano altezzosi e maleducati, ma il mio amore viscerale per la Francia, in generale, e per Parigi, in particolare, mi ha sempre permesso di fare orecchie da mercante. Fino ad oggi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Primo episodio, ore 10.30:&lt;/span&gt; faccio per uscire dall'ascensore di casa e mi trovo davanti una &lt;em&gt;dame&lt;/em&gt; impellicciata, sulla settantina, che con aria molto scocciata si sposta per far passare il passeggino - vuoto, perché la puffola (2 anni) ha voglia di camminare. Non solo non fa neanche il gesto di tenere aperta la porta, ma, senza nemmeno aspettare che io sia uscita, comincia ad apostrofare con voce stridula la puffola: "Allez, vite, vite! Dépêche-toi!" (Su, in fretta, in fretta! Sbrigati!); al che la piccola non solo non si muove di un millimetro, ma si spalma ancora di più contro la parete. La prendo per mano e la faccio uscire, mentre la &lt;em&gt;dame&lt;/em&gt; in questione si infila &lt;strong&gt;sbuffando&lt;/strong&gt; nell'ascensore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Secondo episodio, un po' più tardi:&lt;/span&gt; entro in un negozio di scarpe con il sopraccitato passeggino e la puffola dentro. Non appena varcata la soglia, la commessa mi lancia un secco: "No, con il passeggino non si entra, non si entra!" (ripetuto due volte, giuro!). E' tempo di saldi, è vero, ma il negozio è molto grande e c'è solo un'altra persona dentro...insomma, ci si passa benissimo!, mi dice la vocina dell'ex-commessa che c'è in me. La stessa vocina mi dice anche che la poveretta probabilmente non ne puo' più, che il periodo delle feste e l'inizio dei saldi (che qui in Francia è vissuto come una vera e propria lotta all'ultimo sangue dagli agguerriti clienti) l'avranno provata e resa acida, quindi faccio dietro front, ma non riesco a mordermi la lingua e mi "scappa" un: "Va bene, vado in un altro negozio", frase che da il via a tutta una serie di considerazioni della commessa sull'idea balzana, diciamo così, di fare shopping con un passeggino. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lo so che capita di molto peggio nei negozi - per non parlare dei &lt;em&gt;cafés&lt;/em&gt; - parigini, ma se la puffola ancora non riesce a camminare a lungo e io devo fare delle commissioni, mi dite, o cari commessi, cosa diavolo posso farne, del passeggino??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-7766082414353767758?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/7766082414353767758/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=7766082414353767758' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/7766082414353767758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/7766082414353767758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/01/stereotipi-e-vie-en-rose.html' title='Stereotipi e vie en rose'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R44-saK72lI/AAAAAAAAADA/IN5UYGEkO7Y/s72-c/passeggino3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-6281936408772107546</id><published>2008-01-15T18:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T19:23:32.247+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ristoranti a Parigi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cucina francese'/><title type='text'>Metissage culinario</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R4z59KK72hI/AAAAAAAAACg/5D-XCaDyH_4/s1600-h/_10167_algeria-couscous-3-6-2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155770502529931794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R4z59KK72hI/AAAAAAAAACg/5D-XCaDyH_4/s320/_10167_algeria-couscous-3-6-2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ne avete abbastanza di &lt;a href="http://www.giallozafferano.it/ricetta/Crepe-Suzette"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crêpes&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;e &lt;a href="http://www.giallozafferano.it/ricetta/Croque-monsieur"&gt;&lt;em&gt;croque-monsieur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, ma non ve la sentite di lanciarvi nella degustazione di &lt;a href="http://www.bortonevivai.it/ricettario/antipasti/ricetta.php?id=lumache%20alla%20francese"&gt;&lt;em&gt;escargots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e &lt;a href="http://cosacucino.style.it/oggi-preparo-ricette-spedite.php/id_piatto/inv438d784c8c491/query/R/page/1/rane_francese.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grenouilles&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ecco qualche &lt;a href="http://www.ilgastronomade.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=83&amp;amp;Itemid=14"&gt;spunto &lt;/a&gt;per un tour gastronomico di Parigi. L'articolo non è recentissimo, è vero (i prezzi sono ancora in franchi...), ma alcuni ristoranti sembrano davvero imperdibili, come il &lt;a href="http://www.resto.fr/fr/Ile-de-France/Paris/restaurant.cfm?restaurant=3038"&gt;Coco de mer&lt;/a&gt;, specialità dei mari del sud e fine sabbia bianca al posto del pavimento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-6281936408772107546?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/6281936408772107546/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=6281936408772107546' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/6281936408772107546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/6281936408772107546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/01/paris-metisse.html' title='Metissage culinario'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R4z59KK72hI/AAAAAAAAACg/5D-XCaDyH_4/s72-c/_10167_algeria-couscous-3-6-2004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-1396035899048277979</id><published>2008-01-04T17:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:25:10.445+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorci parigini'/><title type='text'>Ancora la Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R35eoaK72dI/AAAAAAAAACA/gQ_HOAgD7V4/s1600-h/remorqueur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151659072071391698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R35eoaK72dI/AAAAAAAAACA/gQ_HOAgD7V4/s320/remorqueur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R35eoaK72eI/AAAAAAAAACI/5cbH1fzTc-g/s1600-h/tour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151659072071391714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R35eoaK72eI/AAAAAAAAACI/5cbH1fzTc-g/s320/tour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-1396035899048277979?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/1396035899048277979/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=1396035899048277979' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/1396035899048277979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/1396035899048277979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/01/ancora-la-tour.html' title='Ancora la Tour'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_F15j1mU3AiA/R35eoaK72dI/AAAAAAAAACA/gQ_HOAgD7V4/s72-c/remorqueur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6043443324963879681.post-7795017030057048357</id><published>2008-01-04T12:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:25:10.446+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorci parigini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tour Eiffel'/><title type='text'>...con vista sulla Tour Eiffel</title><content type='html'>Perché la quotidianità a Parigi è fatta anche di turismo e turisti, &lt;a href="http://www.paris-live.com/"&gt;ecco &lt;/a&gt;come avere sempre sott'occhio il simbolo per eccellenza della città.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se passa di qui un &lt;em&gt;eiffelofilo&lt;/em&gt; come la sottoscritta, le &lt;a href="http://www.desastre.com/"&gt;Editions du Desastre &lt;/a&gt;hanno una collezione completa di cartoline, calendari e chi più ne ha più ne metta per vedere la tour sotto ogni punto di vista (bisogna pero' avere voglia di spulciare nel loro catalogo, perché purtroppo non si puo' fare una ricerca per soggetto).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6043443324963879681-7795017030057048357?l=valeaparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/feeds/7795017030057048357/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6043443324963879681&amp;postID=7795017030057048357' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/7795017030057048357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6043443324963879681/posts/default/7795017030057048357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeaparis.blogspot.com/2008/01/con-vista-sulla-tour-eiffel.html' title='...con vista sulla Tour Eiffel'/><author><name>Mommykoala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02459614960971998290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
